Chapter 203: Jin Yang Moving North
Chapter 203 - Jinyang's Northern Relocation
One year later.
In the hinterland of Liang, among the jungles in the northern part of Fox Valley.
Hoo! Whew!
A tiger-backed man in strong armor, panting and holding an invisibility talisman, hid amongst the dense foliage.
"Chi Feng! No need to struggle unnecessarily!"
"According to the clan's conscription order, a wanted person like you can go to the frontline to redeem yourself. If you are lucky enough to make a battle achievement and receive a reward, you will be blessed by your misfortune." In the sky above the jungle, the voices of a man and a woman were heard.
Those were two sect cultivators, wearing uniforms of hot gold and black robes, with their feet on magic weapons, shuttling back and forth, their stern gazes, staring at the movements among the jungle.
Qi Feng face did not say a word, silently took two pills.
His hair was scorched black and disheveled, and his body had many colors hanging from it, forcibly enduring the pain and dealing with the fracture of his ribs.
"Qi Feng, if you don't come out, don't blame us for setting the forest on fire."
A man and a woman two sect cultivators looked at each other, their faces were impatient, but they did not rush into the jungle.
Qi Feng Qi refining eighth layer, cultivation is similar to the two people, rich in actual combat, and is a secular martial arts master, combat strength beyond the ordinary loose cultivator.
Poof! Poof!
Several fireballs fell from the sky, the jungle fire spread, thick smoke rolled.
"Pong" sound.
A crashing sound came from somewhere in the jungle, accompanied by an abnormal fluctuation of mana, a large tree then toppled over.
"Location exposed!"
The clan's female cultivator's eyes lit up, and together with her companions, they flanked from both sides, slowly approaching the location.
"Not good, fooled!"
Cutting down the branches and leaves in that area with their magic weapons, the two of them changed their faces in unison.
There was only a mutilated humanoid puppet on the spot, overwhelmed by the trees.
At the farther end of the jungle.
Whoosh!
An athletic and lanky figure darted out some distance under the cover of thick smoke, and then broke through the air with a black blade artifact on its feet.
"Chase!"
The two sect cultivators hastily reversed their direction and were affected by the black smoke in the sky, not being able to catch it in the first place.
"Chi Feng! Why are you so stubborn? Do you want to be a fugitive for the rest of your life, living under the darkness of the stinking gutter?"
The female cultivator of the sect scolded.
"Guarding Liang's borders and wearing your sins, this is the clan's mercy, giving you a chance for a new life!"
"To pay for your sins?"
Qi Feng's face contained a sneer and a cold laugh, ignoring his injuries, his mana surged madly, escaping faster instead.
He had read history books in the mortal world and learned that criminals in all dynasties often went to the front line as death squads, serving as cannon fodder.
What was the essential difference between Liang clans fending off invasions from neighboring countries and forcibly recruiting those wanted criminals, and mortal dynasties?
Most importantly, he didn't commit any crime at all.
He was wrongly accused!
"I have injuries on my body, and with my current state of mana, I can't run far at all. Once I encounter the clan's other patrollers......"
Flying out a hundred miles, Qi Feng's body was in vague pain and his face was bitter.
He couldn't help but recall the map of Liang in his mind, looking for opportunities to escape in the surrounding area.
"Fox Valley, to the northeast is Yellow Dragon Immortal City. To the northwest is......"
In a flash of lightning, Qi Feng was awakened by a familiar geographic location, his face was mixed.
"Aunt Guan! Chi Feng is incompetent, I'm afraid I have to go against your wishes."
Qi Feng took a deep breath and resolutely gritted his teeth, slightly adjusting the direction of his flight.
Aunt Guan had explained that she must not see that person until it was absolutely necessary.
If Auntie Guan dies one day, only then can Qi Feng take her urn to that place and bury her.
......
"Haha! That thief's magic power is not good!"
An hour later, the two clan Qi Practicing cultivators closed the distance a little bit.
At this time, a cloudy mountain range with abundant spiritual qi was ushered in front of them.
Qi Feng rode his magic weapon and staggered headlong into it.
"Senior Brother Yue, that thief has escaped into Mount Wu Qi."
The female cultivator of the sect was stunned for a moment and said.
"Wu Qi Mountain? That is the land of our Golden Cloud Valley's spiritual veins! Let the cultivators on the mountain cooperate with law enforcement and hand over the thieves, if not......"
Senior Brother Yue suddenly thought of something and swallowed his latter words.
"Go in first and take a look, it's enough for us to do it ourselves."
The ninth level of Qi Refining, Senior Brother Yue, was the first to pass through the mist and enter the mountain range.
Inside Wu Qi Mountain.
The duo quickly captured Chi Feng's figure, who was straining to fly towards a relatively low and flat main peak. Steeply!
As if Qi Feng had hit an invisible wall of wind, his body stumbled, and then tumbled and fell halfway down the mountainside of that main peak.
Master Yue and his team laughed and increased their speed, preparing to capture their target.
Only a hundred feet away.
The faces of the two sect cultivators changed in unison, and their flying bodies were shaken.
"This is......"
They felt a powerful spiritual pressure, accompanied by restless fluctuations of heaven and earth aura, surging from that mountain peak.
In front of the rising spiritual pressure, they were like a flat boat in a huge wave, the slightest carelessness would lead them to a place of no return.
"The fluctuation of mana at the Foundation Establishment Stage! It seems to be in the final stage of breakthrough!"
"This spiritual pressure has caught up with Master Dongmen! Could it be a newly promoted late stage Foundation Establishment!"
A man and a woman, two sect cultivators, were deeply pressurized and scared, not daring to approach easily.
They were afraid of disturbing the closed-door promoted Foundation Establishment stage master.
If it was an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator, the two would not be so bad.
If it was an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator, they would not have to be like this. However, a late Foundation Establishment cultivator is a rare and powerful person in Liang's cultivation world, and can even suppress several cultivation clans.
Moreover, this is the famous Wu Qi Mountain, the three peak masters are superbly strong, deterring the surrounding curiosity, quite a background.
......
"Senior Brother Yue, that thief seems to have fallen to Little Turtle Peak, the dojo of the 'Turtle Rune Master'."
The female cultivator of the sect lowered her voice.
"How do you know?"
As soon as Senior Brother Yue's words fell, he saw a large green turtle with a shimmering blue watery light fly down from the summit of Mount Wu Qi.
"A second stage spirit turtle?"
"Could it be the rumored Xuan Shui Turtle?"
Under the duo's gaze.
The large, dark green colored turtle flew halfway up the mountain and caught Qi Feng, who had half of his body hanging from the mountain wall.
"You are the Xuan Shui Turtle?"
Chi Feng was overjoyed and sat on the wide turtle's back, facing the mountain wind and the spirit pressure of the late stage of Foundation Establishment, he flew smoothly to the top of the mountain.
The second-stage spirit turtle in front of him was even larger than what Aunt Guan had described, with a shell that was at least one zhang eight feet wide.
He turned back to look behind him.
The man and the woman were watching from a distance, with complicated expressions, not daring to take a step beyond the threshold.
Qi Feng breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed for a long time in the heart, free and excited, to the mountain of the long-famous ancestor seniors, born of admiration.
"Senior brother Yue, what should we do now? Should we go to Little Turtle Peak to negotiate?"
The female cultivator of the sect was uncertain.
From the fact that the Xuan Shui Turtle came to the rescue, it could be seen that Qi Feng had a connection with Little Turtle Peak.
"Go."
Senior Brother Yue was silent for a moment and turned around to fly towards the outside of Mount Wu Qi.
Looking at Senior Brother Yue's vainly clenched fist, the female cultivator of the sect understood with a clear understanding.
There is no problem in negotiating.
However, at their level, they were not qualified to talk to a late stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Senior Brother Yue hesitated for a moment and took out a hot green colored token from his storage pouch and injected it with magic power.
The green-colored talisman flickered with a faint light, and an invisible fluctuation swept through the void.
......
The top of Little Turtle Peak.
The Xuan Shui Turtle flew to the edge of the pool, and Qi Feng consciously climbed down from the turtle's back.
"Turtle senior, thanks for saving...... my life!"
Qi Feng was caught off guard and was knocked head over heels by the Xuan Shui Turtle.
He had a huge pain in his heart and was dizzy.
The turtle looked at him innocently and stretched out its huge head, rubbing against Qi Feng's chest.
A few moments later, Qi Feng was in a trance.
He thoughtfully undid his lapel, revealing a polished, half-oval, dark-colored pendant inside.
A closer look reveals that the shiny texture on the pendant is 90% similar to the back shell of the Xuan Shui Turtle.
"What is your relationship with Qi Jingyun?"
A warm and calm man's voice sounded in Qi Feng's ears.
At this time, above Little Turtle Peak, the restless heaven and earth aura stabilized.
Qi Feng hit a jolt, and hurriedly got up, towards the direction of the cave, made a long bow, and respectfully replied:
"Back to senior! Qi Jingyun is my senior grandfather."
The gentle man's voice only asked one question, and then there was no follow-up. While Qi Feng was apprehensive, a subtle and courteous blue dressed maid, greeted him.
"Sir, first recuperate your injuries on the mountain, these injury medicines can be taken and used."
"What is your name?"
"Slave girl Lan Rou." The blue dress maid is about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, although no longer the beauty of the year, but still bright and delicate.
Qi Feng secretly thought, a maid on Little Turtle Peak, her temperament exceeds that of most female cultivators outside, and her cultivation is not weaker than his own.
......
"It's really similar......"
Inside the secret room of Little Turtle Peak, a low murmuring voice was heard.
Lu Chang'an's divine sense lingered for a moment on the lanky, powerfully dressed man.
This Qi Feng, with this world's memory of his righteous father in his young and strong period, has at least seven points of resemblance.
Counting, Guan Qiaozhi left Wu Qi Mountain for more than thirty years.
In those first years, Guan Qiaozhi sent letters from time to time.
In the letters, Guan Qiaozhi did submit a young man named "Qi Feng", who was said to be the descendant of his righteous father, Qi Jingyun, who was the leader of the Nujiang Gang back then.
This young man, by chance, cultivated the "Open Source Sutra" left behind by Lu Chang'an, and had already been practicing for several years when he was discovered by Guan Qiaozhi.
Guan Qiaozhi realized that Qi Feng's origin, qualification, and heart are similar to Lu Changan's.
So she became Qi Feng's "Immortal Guide" as the Taoist Master Guan did in the past, and gave him some guidance and care.
"One hundred and forty years old, seventh level of Foundation Establishment!"
Three days later, Lu Chang'an slowly retracted his gong, feeling the doubled mana in his body, his mood was soothed.
With the increase in the minor realm, his divine sense also grew by a large margin, comparable to a False Dan Realist.
His divine sense can cover a radius of two to three miles.
It should be noted that a normal cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment would only be able to see a hundred or so feet.
With the increase in magical power and divine sense, Lu Chang'an could utilize far more means than before.
For example, the prototype of the magic treasure that has been in his body for many years can be used as a powerful means of fighting against the enemy.
The power that he could unleash would definitely be better than that of the Night Fisherman back then.
"Nowadays, my body refining and divine sense have both reached the level of Pseudodan. Even though it was the mana that was the shortest board before, it has already exceeded that of the inner disciples of the Golden Cloud Valley and is close to that of the true disciples."
Even in times of war, Lu Changan had a sense of solidity in his heart.
Putting aside the Treasure Talisman and the Nine Seal Tablet, his hard power was at least comparable to that of a False Dan Realist.
Looking at the cultivation world of Liang, seven out of ten real people walking in the outside world are False Dan real people.
A False Pill real person can already travel to other countries in relative safety.
......
After leaving the gate.
Lu Chang'an received Qi Feng in his cave.
"Late born Chi Feng, I pay my respects to Grandpa Lu...... Lu."
Qi Feng had a stout body with a big waist, he looked thirty-six or seventy years old, but his actual age was more than fifty.
At this moment, he was like a baby bear, kneeling down and worshiping the ground, truly five.
Qi Feng was shocked and couldn't believe that this man in white, who looked like a young man, was his "half ancestor".
Lu Chang'an is Qi Jingyun's righteous son.
Lu Changan is the son of Qi Jingyun. In terms of generation, he is equivalent to Qi Feng's great-grandfather who has no bloodline.
"Get up."
After paying his respects, Qi Feng did not dare to take his seat and claimed that he was guilty of bringing trouble to Wu Qishan.
"Tell me about your situation first."
Lu Chang'an smiled faintly and did not come to a conclusion.
"Back to Grandpa Lu, my youngest is wanted by the clan, starting from that dart escort trip a few months ago......."
Qi Feng fell into memories, his eyes showing humiliation and unwillingness.
In the last decade or so, Qi Feng has maintained his cultivation in the southwest of Liang, around the marketplace managed by one of the seven great families, the Jiang family.
Qi Feng's source of spirit stones comes from two main sources.
First, he would handle the raw materials for drawing talismans, making talisman paper and spirit ink.
This was a low threshold skill that Guan Qiaozhi had taught him.
Qi Feng doesn't have Guan Qiaozhi's dexterity, so he can't earn much spirit stones just by handling materials.
Therefore, Qi Feng occasionally went to the profession of "dart guard".
This is his second source of spirit stones. There is some risk, but the income is good.
Dart guards, attached to formal dart protection organizations, mostly act collectively and take on bodyguard and escort duties.
"...... That dart escort to Prairie Immortal City, several employers of the Chamber of Commerce and the dozen or so dart guards accompanying them, led by the Foundation Establishment Stage captain, all died at the hands of robbing cultivators!"
Speaking here, Qi Feng had a face of fear.
"You're the only one alive?"
Lu Chang'an looked at him intriguingly.
"Yes." Qi Feng said stiffly.
"There are two main reasons why the late generation is alive, apart from the luck component."
"Elder is a martial arts master, from the martial arts forest to the Immortal Cultivation Realm, he has been through hundreds of battles and has a lot of experience in escaping. Coupled with the life-preserving talisman gifted by Aunt Guan, this is how I managed to escape with my life."
Lu Chang'an nodded and did not ask more questions.
Just now, after briefly probing with his pseudo-dan level divine sense, there was nothing obvious about Qi Feng's chances.
It was just a good foundation in martial arts and a good talent for fighting.
In the Immortal Cultivation World, fighting is also a talent.
Certain Immortal Cultivators are naturally better at fighting than other cultivators, with a sharp mind and strong adaptability to actual combat.
Qi Feng might be this kind of cultivator, naturally fitting the profession of a dart guard.
"So, you are suspected of colluding with robber cultivators and are wanted by the clan?"
Lu Changan laughed.
"Yes! They didn't talk about evidence at all, and directly put the late generation on the clan's wanted list, suffering from injustice."
Qi Feng clenched his teeth, very indignant.
"Then do you have any evidence to prove your innocence?"
"This......"
Qi Feng was embarrassed and shook his head.
Lu Changan was laughing in his heart, at this special time, there is nothing wrong with putting you, a major suspect, on the wanted list.
In the Immortal Cultivation World, there is no such thing as suspecting a crime.
Because, there are too many ways to detect suspected crimes.
......
At this moment, at the border of Liang, several big clans are facing the pressure of the cultivator army led by the Golden Sun Sect of the Beacon Kingdom.
Liang has transformed from a speculator and invading party a few years ago, to a weak immortal cultivator country being invaded.
Who would have thought.
The Beacon Kingdom, which has been at war for more than twenty years, suddenly engaged in peace talks, and it went unexpectedly smoothly.
Several major Yuan Ying True Monarchs from the Beacon Kingdom, Yan Kingdom, and Chen Kingdom reached an unknown agreement, and even made a fourth-order soul blood contract.
The cause and process is unknown.
The end result was that the other power patterns remained unchanged - the Golden Sun Sect moved north.
Of course, the slogan of the Jinyang Clan in the Beacon Kingdom was "Self-Defense Counterattack".
This was the information Lu Chang'an had learned through Zheng Centipede and the clan's close friends over the past year.
The Golden Sun Sect had only deployed one YuanYing True Lord and another to guard the sect.
The Golden Sun Sect is leading a large number of affiliated Immortal Cultivation forces that are constantly converging on the border of Liang.
In the skirmish at the frontline, Liang Immortal Cultivation Sector suffered a defeat, losing one True Dan cultivator and four or five False Dan real people.
In order to resist the "self-defense counterattack" of the Beacon Kingdom.
In order to resist the "self-defense counterattack" of the Beacon Kingdom, the front line of the Liang Kingdom is in a tight situation, and they are forcibly recruiting cultivators from all the great immortal cities, clans, and chambers.
This is a very different attitude from the clan expeditions of the previous years, with a strong hand, which can be called iron blood.
Several Immortal Cultivation clans were severely punished for their disobedience.
One of the foundation families that tried to migrate and escape was accused of colluding with the enemy and washed away in blood.
Even Lu Chang'an's Little Turtle Peak, as a dojo for loose cultivators, was apportioned a certain number and quality of talisman painting tasks every month.
Luckily, Lu Chang'an didn't have to pay for the materials.
Essentially, it was acting as a free labor force for the logistical production of the war.
But Lu Chang'an's success rate in drawing talismans was very high.
For tasks that other talisman masters of the same rank could barely float above and below the capital preservation line, he could instead make a small profit.
In this context of war.
Qi Feng, a casual cultivator was wrongly accused and wanted, who cares about the truth?
Liang's sects would love to have more such wanted criminals, and all of them would be forcibly recruited to the frontline to participate in the war.
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